Solitude
The cool air and its companion the moon invade this spot of earth, and for a brief time, all movement ceases. The greyness of nature or buildings sag as they rest, and the lone individual finds solace in a world that has been enveloped in tranquility. Harsh brush strokes and rough layers of paints seem witnessed in our city's daily cacophony, whilst the occasional soothingly smooth blue overlayer has conquered and erased chaos. We know this pause will last only for a moment, for the next morning and its frenzy will soon be upon us. Black outlines are often ugly, somehow unfinished buildings-not only make them seem contained. These are inspired by traditional Chinese painting techniques. The portrayal of humans are secondary players, here even in a city that is clearly a product of humanity’s desire, we stand by ourselves to connect.
The cool air and its companion the moon invade this spot of earth, and for a brief time, all movement ceases. The greyness of nature or buildings sag as they rest, and the lone individual finds solace in a world that has been enveloped in tranquility. Harsh brush strokes and rough layers of paints seem witnessed in our city's daily cacophony, whilst the occasional soothingly smooth blue overlayer has conquered and erased chaos. We know this pause will last only for a moment, for the next morning and its frenzy will soon be upon us. Black outlines are often ugly, somehow unfinished buildings-not only make them seem contained. These are inspired by traditional Chinese painting techniques. The portrayal of humans are secondary players, here even in a city that is clearly a product of humanity’s desire, we stand by ourselves to connect.